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And meretricious arts of dress,
To feign a joy, and hide distress:
Urmor’d when the rude tempest blows,
Without an opiate they' repose;
And cover'd by your shield, defy
The whizzing shatis, that round them fly:
Nor meddling with the gods affairs,
Concern theinselves with distant cares;
But place their bliss in mental rest,
And feast upon the good possess'd.

Forc'd by soft violence of pray'r,
The Ulichsome goddess sooths my care ;
I feel the deity inspire,
And thus she models


Two hundred pounds, half-yearly paid,
Annuity securely made,
A farm some twenty miles from town,
Small, tight, salubrious, and my ownį
I'wo naids, that never saw the town,
A serving.man, not quite a clown,
A boy to help to trad the mow,
and drive, while t'othey holds the plough;
A chief, of temper form'd to please,
l'it 10 converse, and keep the keys;
And heiter to preseire ile peace,
Conmission'd by the name of niece ;
With understandings of a size
To think their master very wise.
May Heaven (it's on I wi-fy for) send
One genial room to treat a friend,
Where decent cupboard, little plate,
Display benevolence, ilot state,
And may my humble dwelling stand
Upon some chosen spot of land;

A pond before, full to the brim,
Where cows may cool, and geese may swim :
Behind, a green, like velver neat,
Soft to the eye, and to the feet;
Where cd'rous plants in ev'ning fair
Breathe all around ambrosial air;

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From Eurus, foe to kitchen ground,
Fenc'd by a slope with bushes crown'd,
Fit dwelling for the feather'd throng,
Who pay their quit-rents with a song;
With op’ning views of hill and dale,
Which sense and fancy too regale,
Where the half-cirque, which vision bounds,-
Like amphitheatre surrounds :
And woods impervious to the breeze,
Thick phalanx of embodied trees,
From hills, tbrough plains, in dusk array
Extended far, repel the day :
Here stillness, height, and solemn shade, .
Invite, and contemplation aid':
Here nymphs from hollow oaks relate
The dark decrees and will of fate,
And dreams beneath the spreading beech,
Inspire and docile fancy teach ;
While soft as breezy breath of wind,
Impulses rustle through the mind :
Here Diyads, scorning Phæbus' ray; ·
While Pan melodious pipes away,
lú measur'd motions frisk about,
Till old Silenus put them out.
There see the clover, pea, and bean, -
- Vie in variety of green;
Fresh pastures speckled o’er with sheep, ·
Brawn fields their fallow sabbaths keep,
Plump Ceres golden tresses wear,
And poppy top-knots deck her hair,
And silver streams through meadows stray,
And Naïads on the margin play,
And lesser nymphs on side of hills
From plaything urns pour down the rills.

Thus shelter'd, free fronx care and strife,
May I enjoy a calm through life;
See faction, safe in low degree,
As men on land see storms at ea,
And laugh at miserable elves,
Not. kind, so much as to theniselves. -


Curs'd with such souls of base alley,
As can possess, but not enjoy ;
Debarr'd the pleasure to impart
By ap’rice, sphincter of the heart,
Who wealth, hard earn' by guilty cares,
Bequeath, untouch'd, to thankless heirs.
May 1, with look ungloom'd by guile,
And wearing Virtue's liv'ry, smile,
Prone the distressed to relieve,
And little trespasses forgive,
With income not in Fortune's pow'r,
And skill to make a busy hour,
With trips to town, life to amuse,
To purchase books, and hear the news,
To see old friends, brush off the clown,
And quicken laste at coming down.
Unhurt by sickness' blasting rage,
And slowly mellowing into age;
When Fate extends its gathering gripe,
Fall off like fruit grown fully ripe;
Quit a worn being without pain,
lo hope to blossum soon again.




SILENT nymph! with curious eye,
Who, the purple ev'ning, lie
On the mountain's lonely van,
Beyond the noise of busy man,
Painting fair the form of things,
Wbile the yellow lipnet sings;
Or the tuneful nightingale
Charms the forest with her tale ;
Come with all thy various hues,
Come and aid thy sister Muse :



Now, while Phoebus riding high,
Gives lustre 10 the land and sky,
Grongar Hill invites my song,
Draw the landscape bright and strong;
Grongar, in whose mossy cells
Sweetly musing Quiet dwells :-
Grongar, in whose silent shade,
For the modest Muses made,
So oft I have, the ev’oing stil,.
At the fountain of a rill,
Sat upon a flow'ry bed,
With my hand beneath my head 1;
While stray'd my eyes o’er Towy's flood,
Over mead, and over wood,
From house to house, from hill to hill,
Till Contemplation bad her fill.

About his elegger'd sides I wind,.. And leave his brooks and meads behind, And

groves anil grottos, where I lay,
And vistas shooting. beams of day;
Wide and wider spreads the vale,
As circles on a smooth canal ;
The mountains round, unhappy fate!
Sooner or later, of all height,
Withdraw their summits from the skies,
And lessen as the vihers rise:
Still the prospect wider spreads,
Adds a thousand woods and meads,.
Still it widens, widens still,
And sinks the newly-risen hill,

Now, I gain the mountain's brow;
What a landscape lies below!
No clouds, no vapours, intervene,
But the gay, the open scene,
Does the face of Nature show,
In all the hues of Heaven's bow !
And, swelling to embrace the lights,
Spreads around beneath the sight.
Old castles on the clifts arise,
Proudly tow'ring in the skies;


Rushing from the woods, the spires
Seein fro: hence ascending fires !
Half his beams Apollo sheds
On the yellow mountain-heads, i
Gills tlre fleeces of the flocks,
And glitters on the broken rocks.

Below me trees un number'd rise,
Beautiful in various (lyes :
The gloomy pine, the poplar blue,
The yellow beech, the sable yew,
The slender fir, that taper grows,
The sturdy oak, with broad-spread bouglas,
And, beyond the purple grove,
Hlaunt of Phillis, queen of love!
Gaudy as the op'ning dawn,
Lies a long and level lawn,
On which a dark hill, steep and high,
Holds and charms the wand'ring eye;
Deep are his feet in Towy's flood,
His sides are cloth'd with waving wood,
And aucient towers crown his brow,
That cast an awful look below;
Whose ragged walls the ivy creeps,
And with her arms from falling keeps;
Sõ both a safety from the wind
Ia mutual dependence find.

'Tis now the raven's bleak abode;
"Tis now th' apartment of the toad;
And there the fox securely feeds;
And there the pois'nous adder breeds,
Conceald in ruins, moss, and weeds :
While, ever and anon, there falls
Huge heaps of heary moulder'd walls.
Yei time has seen, that lifts the low,
And level lays ihan lufty brow,
Has seen ibis broken pile complete,
Big with the vanity of stale :
Rui transient is the smile of fate!
A little rule, a little sway,

sun-beain ju a winter's day,




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